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The practice system of Wanyang Realm is the one that An Qisheng crosses all walks of life, the strongest he sees, and the second is the practice system of Youlin Great Realm he learned from Sanxin Lan Lingtong.

The latter may be higher because of the connection to Wuwu Realm, but in the same order, it is far from being comparable to Wanyang Realm.

Become an adult, turn into a fairy.

The cultivation in this world is the cultivation against the sky.

Taking the essence of heaven and earth and achieving oneself, this road reached its peak in Dongtian.

Then, the catastrophe of the sky was born.

From the appearance of Dongtian to the present day, it cannot be avoided down to Dongtian and supreme supreme.

Of course, as early as in the ancient times, when the real state appeared, this robbery already existed, and the essence of heaven and earth would be repulsed by heaven and earth.

That was the real world, then the spiritual world, and today’s Dongtian Tribulation.

This number of robbery that can be reached at any time will not reduce the danger because of your cultivation for the improvement of power. The persecuted monks in this world must be at the peak all the time.

And, it must be getting stronger!

Otherwise, you will die!

Because of this, the speed of the monks in this field seems to be astonishingly fast in the view of the three-hearted blue spirit boy, and it is even more incredible to the extent of fighting together.

"Are you going to seduce me?"

At this instant, the color change inadvertently.

The monk has a catastrophe, but the only thing that can make people like him change is the catastrophe of the sky.

Any monk, even the supreme, can only fear the catastrophe of the heavens at the peak of his life. No monk can not fear this catastrophe.

"Not bad."

An Qisheng nodded slightly without any concealment: "I am very interested in the formation of the catastrophe."

"You are looking for death."

Qian Shichen responded.

From ancient times to the present, in response to the robbery of the heavens, countless arrogant heroes have developed unknown methods of avoiding robbery, crossing robbery, and breaking robbery.

But any method of breaking the robbery can only be broken for a while, not for a lifetime, and it will be passed over for a while, and then it will face a more violent robbery.

Gradually, the catastrophe of the sky has become a taboo.

He didn't even think that this Yuanyang Taoist actually thought of using himself as a sacrifice for the experiment.

"Eleven steps in nine realms, predecessors have wisdom to the sky, there are no imperfections, but in the end, those who are too perfect will be jealous."

An Qisheng stood down with his hand, and said lightly: "This is the way to go against the sky."

The law of perfection is bound to be jealous of heaven. This does not mean that heaven and earth will be jealous, but it is true that all great power belongs to itself, without flaws and perfection.

It will inevitably cause the world and the world to lose their sense.

Even if a person dies like a lamp, tens of thousands of gas machines fall into the void, and everything between heaven and earth is unabated.

In other words, people will not like the extra'tumor' in the body, even if this'tumor' may be benign and originally belong to itself.

Hearing An Qisheng's words, the expression of the fourteen was moved, but his anger was extinguished a lot, but his face was still cold.

"Nothing wrong."

An Qisheng shook his head.

There is no difference between the Tao and the general. He doesn't feel that this kind of method is wrong. Even, this kind of practice is amazing.

It's nothing against the sky, or the sun, there is no superiority, no right or wrong.

However, this practice is too difficult and too painful.

Gan Shi 14 looked at him coldly, without words.

"It's just that if you can make some changes, it's always good." An Qisheng looked into the void and glanced faintly.

If there is no benefit in the sky, disaster will come.

If it is changed, it may not only eliminate the number, but also have an unexpected effect.

"Are you going to be the Great Goddess, opening up the 10th realm, the 12th step?"

Qian Shi's eyes condensed, some wanted to laugh, but some shocked.

"What do you want?"

An Qisheng smiled dumbly: "The honorific is given by others, but not self-enclosed, I do my own thing, and why care about those?"

Supreme, Holy Emperor, Heavenly Venerable, Great Heavenly Venerable, Saint, Sacred...These terms are the respects of the descendants for the superficial, those who have no way, and those who have the way.

Where did you do it?

The so-called most human beings are selfless, the gods and men are ineffective, and the sages are unnamed, but so.

"What are you going to do?" Gan Shi didn't underestimate the thoughts of the white-haired Daoist in front of him, and even a hint of curiosity rose in his mind.

No matter what the origin of this person is, it is already a terrifying talent to be able to cultivate this state in today's world.

He doesn't think he can do anything.

But it does not prevent him from having a trace of interest.

"If the practice is to kill the sky, then it may be changed..."

An Qisheng dropped his eyes, his expression relaxed:

"With the law of the sun and the things of the sky,

The way to the sky! "

...

Huh~

A cold wind blew through the night, and Tianjiao City put on silver clothes, everything was dead, and the vitality returned to the earth.

It is extremely lively in Tianjiao City.

It is now one hundred days after Emperor Tianding's departure. Four Prince Li Siyuan was enthroned by many ministers and emperors.

Change the country name "Tian Shou".

In these hundred days, including the four princes and fourteen queens, many people have come to see An Qisheng more than once.

The latter insisted on not accepting it, and the fourth prince, now Emperor Tianshou, only ascended the throne.

When~

When~

When~

Among the nine major urban areas of Tianjiao City, there are bells reverberating, and Dao's masculine blood is vigorously ensuing. The wind and snow in the city are swayed by this blood, and then it has disappeared.

During the midwinter, the city was warm.

The hot air emptied, and the cold wind of snow rolled up, condensing into large pieces of ice crystals above the sky, and then turned into rainwater, but it did not wait for it to fall into the city, and it had dissipated.

The change of the master of a country is naturally not a trivial matter, especially for many people in Tianjiao City.

Emperor Tianding has been sitting in Tianjiao City for thousands of years, and has his own feelings for his kindness.

After the Hundred Day Memorial, it evolved into a support for the new sovereign.

In a busy street, An Qisheng paced.

During these hundred days, he did not retreat and practice hard. In addition to the necessary purple breath, he instructed Zhu Dahai to practice the exercises, and to do the fourteen "discussions" in the cave.

Is slowly digesting his income.

Although the method of entering a dream has many limitations, it is difficult to enter the world of omniscience when it is in the long floating world, but his harvest in the past three years is also great.

Especially the inheritance contained in the twelve Tao Hou Lingbao.

The inheritance of the twelve Daoist strongmen, even though there is a gap in the practice of this world, it is also a great asset.

Any lineage can create a sect. The twelve lineages have surpassed the nine lineages of Taiyimen in quantity.

Not to mention, there is also the "Tai Yi Xuan Men Nine Variations" that An Qisheng obtained from the "Miao Miao Men".

The huge gains naturally require more detailed and careful ‘digestion’.

In a hundred days, this was his first time going out.

It was also at the invitation of the former fourth prince and now the emperor Tianshou.

"The change of monarchy and the flow of luck are the millennial dynasties with roots."

Feeling the change of luck in this city, An Qisheng moved slightly.

One person's luck is luck, one country's luck is luck.

The former is the fate, the latter is the direction of the people's hearts. The National Games is vague and unreal, but the reality is real.

A country with good luck, even in difficult times, there are people who can turn the tide, saying that the national games can not be continued.

A dynasty with luck and slackness may be in trouble at the time of its heyday, or a comatose monarch, or a minister of power, or a people who break the law, or a demon who harms the country.

"Sugar, sugar."

Zhu Dahai took a piece of candy and fed a small piece of chicken that seemed to have grown up a little, rude, and made the latter roll his eyes.

Fortunately, the little chicken was stronger than before, otherwise it could not stand the ravages of Zhu Dahai, who was more powerful at this time.

Under the guidance of more than two years, Zhu Dahai, the natural ancestor of the “returned ancestor” bloodline, has also grown extremely fast.

Although limited by his wisdom, he has not entered the realm of 10,000 laws, but his physique is much stronger than before.

There is not much of Dongzhou in the same rank that can be compared with it in pure power.

Today Tianjiao City is extremely lively, and there are naturally more vendors.

Buying and selling medicinal materials, elixirs, privately selling fragments of exercises, selling spirit animal meat, spirit rice, spirit plant, spirit grass, and so on.

An Qisheng has not been exposed to pyrotechnics for a long time, and UU reading books www.uukanshu.com walked in it, and he felt something in his heart.

Practitioners, it seems that the more you practice, the less your humanity.

In fact, it's not that the humanity is weak, but it is the absence of the previous state of mind. Even if it is An Qisheng at this time, it is difficult to have the same state of mind.

Once upon a time, a bunch of candied gourds can be happy for a long time, and finally stay in the past.

"what."

Just walked through the eighth city and came to the ninth city, An Qisheng's heart was a move.

His eyes moved slightly and landed on a stall on the corner of the road.

The stall is only about the size of a dining table. The stall owner is an old man who doesn't pay much attention to his clothes and looks a little sloppy.

This old man, with dark eyes and deep scares, is at first glance as if he has two large holes in his face, which is quite eye-catching.

Pedestrians stayed in front of the booth from time to time, but every time they asked a question, they scolded away.

An Qisheng glanced at the booth. Hundreds of styles and materials were randomly arranged on the stall, and the appearance was also high and low.

Some of them have a sharp edge, they make people feel chilly through the scabbard, but some don't even have the scabbard, and the blade is rusty.

At this moment, a young man shook his head and left scoldingly: "A broken knife, it is crazy to ask me for 30 Tian Ding Dan!"

"Alas, the young people now have no patience."

The old man was a little fat, his hands in his cuffs, and shook his head again and again: "I don't have patience, I don't even recognize the word?"

An Qisheng glanced at the side of the stall, where there was a small streamer flag, on which there were written eight big characters:

You can buy on credit, depending on the price.

"Some mean."

An Qisheng squeezed it out of his hand and took out a treasure knife whose blade shone like autumn water, and asked lightly: "This knife, what is the price?"